Spinning A Roulette Mirror

Round and around it dost spin
Where it lands only time knows
Whence it shows daily fortune
Mid gears revolve evolve thy future.

Upon morning fortune cookie be spun
One twirls the mirror looking within its
Reflection that stay stationary in place
As mirror surface rotates for answers.

Center spins spot, growing at slow pace
While circumference spins the fast gait
That slows, slows, to finally stop still
“Thy path today wilt have twain depth.”
Writing thy forks poetic journey destiny.”

Better than yesterday’s “Thy wilt be nothing,
if one would could should procrastinate.”
Why that stung like a BEE, To Be something
Rather than nothing to still a Roulette Mirror.

Can not wait to spin the morrow fore cast spell
One needs to keep motivating temple lobes current
Every day challenged, hemisphere become inflection
Mirror, oh mirror, what magic will you spin on today.

Note: Eye imagine between eyes, a 2 to 3 ft. Mirror, with pegs on outside that one grabs to spin the mirror around possibilities, in a maze of expectations. To land upon a position, giving a daily message to ponder. How many would love a mirror that spins a fortune cookie slip message to wander a day with?

Mirror could be stationary, with revolving time ring with maybe, a color to pick for the day. As it spins and come to rest to give one a challenge, a message, or a daily puzzle. How many would love to spin a fortune, in front of a mirror of imagination?

Mirror, mirror as one puts on makeup, or check one’s appearance, what will the day bring on, without cracked makeup?

THS 1966 Poet